You thought God would let a dark lost spirit trouble you and take you away from Him--you, His child, whom He made and whom He loves! And listen! While you thought you were sending me out to face the evil thing, you were really my kind angel--God's messenger--sending me to meet the joy of my whole life! 'There was some one waiting here just now,' she went on hurriedly, breathing her sobbing words into Mary's ear.

'Some one who has loved me, and whom I love.

But I had made him sad, and myself; then when you sent me out he came too, we walked up that path, you remember beyond the larchwood, up to the top, where the stream goes under the road.

And there he spoke to me, and I couldn't help it any more.

And I promised to love him and be his wife.